"Please tell me that I am hallucinating, and you are not really here."
"You have begun to hallucinate again?"
"Please tell me you are an illusion."
"I am an illusion."
"No, you are not. You are way too eerie and energy zapping to be a hallucination. So, what do you want? Why are you here? Be quick and disappear."
"The Ancients have a message."
"I have a message: I am not interested in their message or them or you. Now, leave me alone."
"The Ancient Ones have opened two new doors."
"My door's that way. Be gone."
"The beings have awakened, walked through the doors and are already in our realm."
"What kind of beings?"
"The Priestess of the Void and the Messenger of the Stars. And you will help them with the evolution of consciousness in the 3D world."
The ancients were
wanderers and explorers,
survivors and sky readers,
mystery chasers and adventure seekers,
knowledge gatherers and wisdom hunters,
pioneers expanding frontiers
and dreamers building brave new worlds.
Perhaps the ancients lived this way
because they knew that
the greatest quest and the greatest adventure of all times
has always been
to find the Stars in the Void.